Love. That feeling. That glow. That spark that ran up the spine, simply at the thought alone. That's all that was needed. Just the idea of what was to come. To see that face, staring back at him. Those eyes. Those high cheek bones when the shining smile persisted. Perfection personified. In a singular, human being. As if born from the God's. And even if not, it was surely an Angel, fallen. And right into his presence.

Joe couldn't forget it. That meeting of like minds. Crystal clear, like it were now all over again. He couldn't help himself. He just had to have one more glimpse. One more touch, if only at arms length and through the windows of the soul. That smile, it was Gold. He had to have one last taste, before the day ran away.

Across the room he sauntered. Eyes only on one thing. Never wavering. His stride, relaxed yet confident. A knowing gaze. A playful wink, hoping it would be returned. And it always was. Kindred souls, dancing the morning blues away. A record playing in the background. The mood, impenetrable. It had to be. For it wasn't everyday you got to experience such beauty in a single moment.

He'd been here before. Lived here, sometimes. Dawn was rough without the bottle. But that adoration kept him afloat. On clouds, he moved through the room, as if being dragged along by a current. That four letter word. He hadn't seen that sexy profile for what seemed like an eternity. And yet there they were, together again, like it yesterday all over.

Adonis smiled wide. His eyes met by another set just as beautiful, if not more with each second that passed. He leaned forward. He needed to get closer. He needed to touch what it was that had his heart beating out of his chest, what got him racing out of bed every morning. He raised his hand, and swiped it across the steamy mirror. Love.